Arya's form of address worked wonders to calm the agitated man down. His sobs gradually stopped but she could hear him wince from time to time. His migraine was becoming more intense by the minute.
Arya had the injection in her hand but felt uneasy about using it in such an uncomfortable setting. She placed it back and coaxed him into standing up. A few minutes later, Ty was deeply asleep after the injection was administered.
On the other hand, Arya sat on the bed watching him. She retrieved her phone from the table and went directly to her private files. Today was not only her mother's death anniversary. It also happened to be her birthday.
She felt her heart twist painfully in her chest. Her fingers shook as she stared at the photo in her private file. In the picture, she was grinning genuinely. A birthday cake was placed before her with candles lit.